Brad felt the gradually increasing power and had already realized it in his heart that the marshal system is not Brad's alone! Only when he is a good marshal can his power be powerful. If the soldiers collapse, he will be the marshal will be dead in name only.

Brad forgot that Arcmond was constantly absorbing power below, and a look of firmness flashed in his eyes. He had no other choice now, he could only fight, even if he died in battle.

Brad knew very well what devastating consequences would be caused if the front collapsed. Now that they collapsed, their plan to attack Azalene would fail.

What's more important is that if they failed in the ancient war, then the time and space that welcomed him and his territory would collapse, and he would have no foundation for existence. Brad's words just now were not so much said by many soldiers, but rather for himself. The war still has a glimmer of hope, but there is only a dead end to retreat.

Brad slowly flew to Archmond and said slowly: "Tsk tsk, the second figure of the Burning Legion was actually severely damaged like this. I really don't know that you will punish you when you go back to Sargeras like this."

"Scum, you are arrogant in front of me, you are overestimating your ability." Archmond looked at Brad disdainfully and said, "Even if I only have one breath left now, I can blow you to death in one breath."

"Is that so? Your expression makes me more sure that you have been hit hard." Brad raised his lips and said confidently: "It seems that you are very afraid of me, otherwise you will never show any disdain."

Archmond's expression froze, but he was greatly traumatized. Especially Maloen's horn had penetrated his body and injured his internal organs. With Maloen's counterattack before his death, it was very difficult for him to stand here. At the same time, he was already very disgusted with this world. How could the damn Well of Eternity be suppressed if it weren't for its existence? If he was in full swing, how could he reach the present level?

"Mortal, you are really special. You are right, I was seriously injured. But I still said that, pinching you to death is just raising your hand. Don't think that you are really a character by being valued by your master. It's such a ridiculous thing." Archmond said and pointed at Brad: "Death is a finger."

Brad sneered and his body exploded, and then the black light representing death in the divine character suddenly lit up, instantly slowly eroding and decomposing Archmond's spell.

Brad's body appeared quickly, and Brad deliberately disbanded his body in order to analyze this powerful spell. Brad received various data and images from the deduction system, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

"I really raised my hand gently. I am worthy of being the No. 2 figure of the Burning Legion. I don't blush when I lie." Brad said mockingly: "A finger of death, I finally learned it after you have used it so many times."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Archmond saw that his blow had not solved Brad, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart. He heard Brad say that he had learned his tricks. Although he didn't believe it, he still felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"You didn't understand what I said." Brad raised his sword, and the blood-red sword shone with a dark brilliance. Brad mobilized the power of death and the power of darkness to form a higher level of destruction: "Try your own tricks, one finger of death."

Bang bang...

Two loud bangs came from Archmond's body, and then the person in front saw a sticky black liquid flowing from the corner of Archmond's mouth. At the same time, his wounds were covered with dark blood, rather than green demon blood.

Archmond felt the burning of his whole body and the corrosion of his body. Finally, he saw the power of corrosiveness and evil in his hands, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

This was the first time he had leaked this expression: "This is, what power, what kind of monster are you?" He had seen Brad exert various elements of power, which even Sargeras could not do. Brad surprised and surprised him every time.

"The power to kill you." Brad said as a large number of elements in front of him gathered again. Brad knew that he could never give Archmond a chance to breathe, otherwise with his terrifying power, he could kill his life with just a little recovery.

Of course, Brad had already realized the consciousness of death. So he had no scruples now. Of course, he knew that one finger of death would definitely not kill Archmond, and he knew that even Archmond stood and cast a spell, he could not kill him. Of course, the holy sword in his hand might be fine, but when he thought of the fate of the White Deer Deer Demon, Brad knew that he could only die faster in close proximity.

So the best result he imagined was to stop Archmond from recovering, and then cause as much damage to Archmond as possible, forcing Archmond to retreat. Only when he retreated, the coalition still had hope.

Although these demigods were seriously injured, there was still a dragon legion that appeared. After the dragon legion arrived, they still had a chance to counterattack, but if they let Archmond be arrogant now, then everything would be over.

"Boss, I'll help you." Ronin said loudly on Cleostroz's back, and as they spoke, they had already entered the battlefield.

"Marson, I'll help you too." A huge demon spread his wings and flew over. He was the leader of the demon hunter who transformed into a demon.

"I'll come too." Vandal's deer helmet rode over on his mount.

"And we are there." Yingge and his brothers came over together.

At the same time, many generals came quickly and wanted to help Brad deal with Archmond together.

The eyes of these generals looked at Brad with a burning look. In this case, Brad could actually boost everyone's morale. What's more important is that he not only succeeded, but also dared to continue fighting with Malohn, the strongest demigod who just killed Azeroth and severely injured these demigod demons. All of them saw that Brad had already been determined to die.

Shouldn’t such a strong man be respected by them? Don’t you know how to share hardships, life and death? The answer is yes. All of them have come, and they also know that joining this battle will definitely be the result of ten deaths and no life.

But they also have the idea of ​​splashing your blood even if you can't kill you. Even if they fail or die, they are still an immortal legend even after tens of millions of years.

"Qi Ding. Flame Explosion"

boom……

Archmond thought Brad was still casting spells, and he had never expected this situation. Archmond snorted, and the blood on his body flowed even faster. His eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at Brad. Brad made up his mind not to let him recover.

The elements in front of him collapsed because of this, and the wound that had finally collapsed broke again.

"You will take these injured demigods away quickly, they are still alive. Don't worry about it here."

Brad said as his eyes stared at Archmond, a large number of elements continued to gather.

"How can this work?" Mavie was very reluctant. In her heart, the new bird species naturally had a benchmark for which is more important. She always had a clear distinction between love and hate, although she never gave up on her lips.

"Go and send it to the rear for treatment, this is an order." Brad said in an unquestionable voice.

The generals were stagnant and began to group to lift the injured demigods. At the same time, they admired Brad even more. How could such a commander not be killed by others?

But they really thought too much. Brad is under an astonishing pressure now, so he would not have thought of this level. He purely knew that not to mention these epic generals, it would be very difficult for them to hurt Archmond even if it was the legend among them.

Physically, he could break the neck of the strongest demigod Maloen, who was seriously injured now, but he would definitely die close. As for magic, at the level of Archmond, he had ignored the general elemental damage. Just looking at them treating magma as nothing, their spells, including Crassus's, are probably similar to tickling.

Although his own power has not broken through to the demigod, his own power level is higher. It is precisely because of this power that the guardian dragon can stand on the top of the world.

boom……

The explosion of the spell exploded in mid-air again, and the elemental snake composed of black energy and Brad's guardian power exploded in the air. They had been entangled for a while, and no one could do anything to each other for the time being.

Archmond cannot recover, and Brad cannot kill Archmond.

"Mortal, you really make me angry." Archmond no longer had the arrogance of looking down on all living beings. Instead, he wanted a furious guy. He could leave now, but he was unwilling to give up. Who is he? He is Sargeras's most powerful subordinate, the No. 2 character of the Burning Legion, and a super strong man who has destroyed countless planes. Even in the vast universe, he is still the No. 1 person. If he was forced to retreat by a mortal today, how could he have face?

"It's so good to make you angry." Brad smiled while casting spells: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that I will release your tricks in a while. Of course, you can also release it on me, but I want to tell you that it doesn't work for me, but I still like it because this can strengthen my understanding, and then I can better use your tricks to greet you."

"Mortal, I have lost any patience." Archmond finally let go of his hand covering the wound, revealing a huge wound that was still shining with silver light. This was the wound that Bai Lu Malon penetrated. Until now, he has not driven away this power. This is also the reason why he cannot use all his strength to be angry with Brad. The moment he let go, a large amount of blood gushed out, but he seemed to have no feeling, just raised his hands and said, "Even if he has been practicing for a thousand years, I will kill you today."...
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